Friday night.
Lu Qingqiao went to pick Qin Xun up from Hualin University as promised.
Qin Xun's clothes today were also casual and comfortable—full of sunshine, purity, and youthful vitality.
He was mainly handsome.
He wore an ordinary white T-shirt with a denim jacket over it and a pair of loose black sweatpants with white edges.
It made him look like he was going to walk on the runway.
Lu Qingqiao, who had a cigarette in her mouth, saw that yet another girl had hit on him after he had appeared at the school gate. And the journey had been delayed for a long time.
Qin Xun was very impatient. Usually, he would have been scolded away.
However, with Lu Qingqiao around, he still politely rejected each of them.
He felt that he truly deserved it!
What a f*cking act!
Just as he looked down on himself, Lu Qingqiao walked to his side. Her tall figure and beautiful face instantly killed the group of girls.
She took Qin Xun's hand and said clearly, "Qin Xun, it's time to go."
Just holding hands was enough to declare possession.
Qin Xun felt the warmth on the back of her hand.
Her fingers were very soft. And because her palm was smaller than Qin Xun's, she could not hold his hand entirely.
.
His fingers moved as if he had thought for a long time before carefully holding her hand. He found that there were calluses on the joint of her middle finger, which should have been left by holding a pen. It was not very hard, but it was a bit tender.
"Let's go," he said. His voice was carrying a trace of joy—like a child secretly eating candy.
Lu Qingqiao could tell, and she glanced at his hand wrapped around hers.
The child was young, but his palm was quite big.
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At the auction.
Qin Xun followed Lu Qingqiao quietly as she entered the venue. The people who greeted her would always turn to look at her.
As if afraid that he would be nervous, Lu Qingqiao would turn her head and whisper to him repeatedly. She told him about the surrounding people's stories.
Lu Qingqiao's conclusion had hit the nail on the head. She could quickly tell a person's value. And without a certain amount of information and analytical skills, it was impossible to come to such a conclusion.
It was clear that Lu Qingqiao's success was not a coincidence.
Qin Xun was listening to Lu Qingqiao when he saw a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses walking toward her. He looked like a gentleman.
As his pupils contracted, the other party was also surprised.
Jiang Tingyun did not expect to meet Qin Xun here. Lu Qingqiao saw their expressions and assumed that they knew each other. She waited for them to speak.
Under Qin Xun's threatening gaze, Jiang Tingyun introduced himself, "Hello, CEO Lu! My name is Jiang Tingyun. I'm Qin Xun's...teacher."
"Hello, Teacher Jiang," Qin Xun greeted him like an obedient student.
Jiang Tingyun, who was extremely uncomfortable, was speechless.
He felt that the word 'obedient' was the antonym.
Lu Qingqiao did not suspect anything. She greeted Qin Xun and led him to the designated location.
Jiang Tingyun looked at Qin Xun and Lu Qingqiao's backs, and his gentlemanly expression showed a hint of doubt.
Like Yi Sui, he was Qin Xun's friend. They studied in the same dormitory at Hualin University. He was here because his family had given him a private task to bid for something.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Tingyun met him.
The venue of the auction was very grand. The guests were all well-known figures, and the seats were all comfortable and spacious sofas. Refreshments were placed according to each guest's preference. One could use a tablet to check the auction items' details or call for service.
Furthermore, every seat had its own rules. Lu Qingqiao's seat was in the best front row.